My whole body ached and I felt a throbbing sensation in my ass. I sat up quietly, trying to hear what they were talking about. The camera man went up...tairs as Darrell entered the room. Even shrunken, his cock was bigger than me when fully erect. My eyes were locked on his unusually large appendage. Darrell easily noticed, he smiled. Then I was asked "what are you doing here?" At first, I thought he was joking but his face went straight. I frantically tried to come up with the right answer but. Paul speeded up his stroke as he watched his wife’s ass being fisted. The sight turned him on so much he knew he wouldn’t be able to hold out much longer. Pulling his cock out of Sarah’s sopping pussy, he moved around to her head and offered his cock to Sarah’s mouth. Sarah opened her mouth and greedily sucked on the hard dick tasting her own juices coating it almost made her come on the spot and Sarah had to try to concentrate on the fisting she was giving Anna’s ass. As she felt Paul begin to. Only a short year ago had you even suggested to justine that he would be sitting in a woman's bathroom, dressed not in jeans as might be expected of a young man but, as a frilly, fetishtic, French maid frothing in lace, and wobbling on sky high heels, having just cleaned his mistress' bathroom, he would have taken a swing at your chin and laughed at your injured jaw. That of course was before he had been set up by that bitch who was now his mistress. Before a year of intensive hormone therapy. She grinned and ran her nails down his back, her tongue dancing with his. Her hands slipped inside his shorts and squeezed his firm butt, rubbing herself up against him. His large hands found her breasts and he squeezed her rubbery nipples, his lips moving down across her throat. She groaned quietly and her hands slipped around to massage his inner thighs. Jades fingers encircled the swollen part of him from beneath and rubbed him gently. He moaned against her shoulder and pressed her rigid.